This is a song about "Birds"

Those stupid birds are chirping in her ear keeps ringing

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Mercilessly leave you hurting, spurting with circling birds chirping

She like dudes whit lotto money from flippin lotta birds

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

I grab the eagles and make them birds fly

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

But now the truth is not a secret, it just flew with the birds